Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 28
Sign: Taurus
City: Seattle
State: Washington
Country: US
Signup Date: 3/1/2004
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Thursday, February 07, 2008
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Current mood:  tested
Category: Life
Your always right here, closer than anyone else ever was, you never know what will happen in the future, maybe, I just figured it had been long enough, just a casual thing, he's an idiot, I thought you would be stronger, you'll never be able to see him again, you really think you can just stop talking to me, I love you.
Your too pale, do you always wear black, you need a hair cut, are those your only pair of shoes, I'll make you into something that someone will want, watch.
They're ruining my life, and they know it, you don't know what it's like, no idea, your never on my side, sometimes I want to walk off a bridge, that would make it easier, I love you.
I do, I never went and it's all because of you, I'll come in a month, I am not coming, I am sorry, what if, we didn't until it was over, I regret not coming.
I like you... kinda, your fun, I am bored, I am sad to be leaving you, too bad we just met, your not important, that's not my name, give me my Pjs back, I hate you, fuck off.
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Sunday, February 03, 2008
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So I tried,
stupid me,
I knew it was coming, I just knew it. What the hell was I thinking?
I am delusional, ignorant maybe?
reality is a cunt,
she turns me into the idiot,
I need to cut my losses,
and,
reset.
P.S
Fuck off.
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Thursday, August 30, 2007
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Current mood:  aggravated
how much some people can fucking suck?
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Wednesday, February 07, 2007
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Current mood:  blah
A cat of mine from a past relationship died today, I haven't seen the little rat in almost a years, but I couldn't help but feeling sad.
I named him "the dude", because he always looked high. Poor little guy couldn't pee right so they had to put him to sleep :/
well, my week is ruined.
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Thursday, January 06, 2005
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My company went under, and we all got laid the fuck off!!
WOOT to a 3 month weekend!!
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Sunday, January 02, 2005
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Current mood:  worried
I feel like shit, and I knew I would. I got over the intial shock of it all, the idea of it was easy to misplace when you weren't around, but during our visits those "Details" always seem to surface. They remind me of that uneasy feeling I get when something is gonna end up fucking me over.
I simply hate getting fucked over.
I guess I am more wholesum than I imagined (apparently given the consensus, nobody thought I was). I got alot of feedback in the form of useless stupidity, some guys are more than predictable, they are just down right dumb.
Only the gay one answered right.
So I appologize to you as slumber softly next to me, my prying is caution, my caution is defensive, I am guilty of manipulating change.
For better or worse, its the way I am.
Night fuckers,
Squirell
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Tuesday, December 07, 2004
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FUCK!!! FUCK !!!! a;sdkfhasf;sdfljasdfasdl;fjasdf;jlsgl'kadhnvl'kdfv
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DAMN IT, asfbhasdfkhasdf
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ahhhhhhhhhhhhh,
brandon
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Friday, November 05, 2004
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Current mood:  aggravated
its 5:22 in the fucking morning, and I am still working. When did I start? sometime yesterday bout 10 in the morning... this shit happeneds way too much. I just looked in the bathroom mirror, and my eyes are bloodshot. I think its bout time for a career change. Anybody need a servant boy? I'll cater to whatever your needs are from 9 to 5 as long as I get an hour break! Anyways, this is the shit I've been working on.  bloody wonderful aint it? On another note, I was taking the most cozy little nap today, till my house turned into a weeknight afterparty, I woke up to a guy humping our heater, and everything was covered in vomit! If only I had taken the time to learn Star Trek ninjistu when I was a child, I could have calmingly walked out, and put them all into a twitchy slumber with my spaztastic vulcan neck pinch. Instead, I have vomit on my spare blanket... !JOY! ^.^
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Wednesday, November 03, 2004
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Current mood:  confused
Out of all the times I didn't deserved to be punched in the face, and didn't. Why did my 23 year strike of not getting decked come from a random drunk dude as I walked to my car? Well, it interesting you bring that up brandon, lets discuss.
The funny thing is, I am not even mad. I am just confused. How could the drunkin bro mistake my quiet innocence as I walked past him for shit talking? Last time I checked, I don't have mind powers(even though I've tried many times to leviate the cat), so I couldn't have projected the shit talking into his mind. Maybe he misunderstood the way I passively ignored him as I walked by as a sexual come on? And by him punching a random stranger he might have been justifying his homosexuality? ... heres a thought, Daddy might have come on to him in the exact same way on their first father/son picnic(date).
Or maybe in the intial confusion when he grabbed me, and asked if I was "talking shit", he mistook the words I said "eh, what?" for.... "Yah heard me right, I am your momas pimp, you little bitch, You ain't takin that fat slut for a ride, TILL after I break her in with the donkey!"... Hmm, the 2 accounts of what I said are very similiar, I know what I wish I had said.
In my own little world(which you all live in, and I am presidente), I am gonna say I projected the nasty insults into his mind as I walked passed him. He was right to hit me when I wasn't looking! Damn, i am such an asshole... and to think I promised only use those mind powers for good, not EVIL!
I am not much of a fighter, and I don't really care whos tougher than who. But drunk dude, you hit like a bitch. I wasn't even looking at you, and the sucker punch you throw at me, didn't even knock my glasses off (Yes, I am a nerd, I wear glass, shut it, or I stomp on your foot). but let me apologize for the shit (i didn't) talk to you as I walked back to my car. I am sorry.........really..... daddy didn't love you, and your most likely gonna fail in life, the weak punch you hit me with, will most likely make up for your entire life of failures. I am sorry you didn't knock me off my feet with your wimpy hit, I am sure your sitting around with your bro's and homies telling them on you busted my face in.
Anyways, I am sure we'll meet again next time your begging for change on the corner near streetlight records, I might even give you a quarter if you ask nicely!
So the message of it all is, don't use mind powers to torment sexually confused bros after they've had a wholesum night of drinking, and anal sex. WHY? because its wrong, mmmmmkayy!!
:)
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Sunday, October 24, 2004
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Current mood:  hyper
heathbarre19: I'd better not piss you off heathbarre19: wait, I can totally beat you heathbarre19: I'm a ballerina heathbarre19: everyone knows ballerinas always win SquirelBasttard: ahh, you use the ballerina style, do you? heathbarre19: indeed SquirelBasttard: that style is weak, i can defeat it easily with my spanking style... heathbarre19: HAHAHA heathbarre19: we'll see about that...seeing as how I have nothing to spank SquirelBasttard: brandon's spanking style is undefeatable, Heather can do not, but be spanked, and she will pout heathbarre19: and probably slit her wrists heathbarre19: but at least the story will have a happy ending heathbarre19: and I'll ge to be first in the credits heathbarre19: because everyone feels bad for me heathbarre19: I think we're both getting tired SquirelBasttard: .... SquirelBasttard: suicide is bad mmmmkayy SquirelBasttard: heather shouldn't commit the suicide mmmkkaay SquirelBasttard: cause its bad SquirelBasttard: mmmmkaaaaayy heathbarre19: haha heathbarre19: yes, sir SquirelBasttard: isn't that right mr. hat? heathbarre19: whaoh heathbarre19: random SquirelBasttard: Heather is a b*tch, and I think she needs to die! SquirelBasttard: MR.HAT!! SquirelBasttard: now you can't say that!! mmmmkaay SquirelBasttard: thats bad... mmmkkkaayy!! SquirelBasttard: ok, so suicide is bad mmmmkaayy!! heathbarre19: .... heathbarre19: would you feel incredibly stupid if I just signed off right now SquirelBasttard: .... SquirelBasttard: stupid? no? Wait, lemme find that teen crisis number for you!
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SquirelBasttard: wait.. did you say cock? SquirelBasttard: say it again heathbarre19: you said it first heathbarre19: typed it SquirelBasttard: ok, type it SquirelBasttard: do it heathbarre19: why? SquirelBasttard: cause I just wanna make sure I read you right heathbarre19: haha heathbarre19: cock SquirelBasttard: what?! SquirelBasttard: louder!! in caps this time heathbarre19: !COCK! heathbarre19: happy? SquirelBasttard: sigh, not totally but I am satifisied SquirelBasttard: for now... heathbarre19: you're easily amused SquirelBasttard: only when I am dealing with myself!
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ChrisConleYtine: hmm ChrisConleYtine: you weirdo SquirelBasttard: wait, how does that make me wierd? ChrisConleYtine: youre talking crazy talk ChrisConleYtine: you know what i mean SquirelBasttard: when do I not?! SquirelBasttard: did I not start off our IM friendship with pirate talk?!
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Tobenmor: belly buttons full of lint. DO SOMETHING! SquirelBasttard: ZING, its the moon SquirelBasttard: its made of cheese! SquirelBasttard: Something needs to be done bout it! Tobenmor: Bullshit, its made of man jam! SquirelBasttard: I say we build a rocket, govna, a rocket that will reach the moon SquirelBasttard: than we can eat it! SquirelBasttard: ZING! SquirelBasttard: Jam!? where are you getting your INTEL?! Tobenmor: oh no sir i ain't eating that moon. Tobenmor: my intel is of the highest calibur! SquirelBasttard: the moon is made of cheese flavor JAM! Tobenmor: Cheese jam... strange foul... good maybe. SquirelBasttard: and it must be eaten, we just need 2 piece of bread the size of china, than we can truly make the most brilliant peanut butter sammich this side of the galaxy Tobenmor: Well spread my princess, cause I'm in the Jasmine! Lets get us some yeast! SquirelBasttard: so bush won, I think I am gonna take up professional roulette SquirelBasttard: the kind with a gun.. and a bullet Tobenmor: the russian flavor? Tobenmor: ah yes Tobenmor: the finest ... flavorTobenmor: i'm angry but'll deal SquirelBasttard: I have a question for you SquirelBasttard: Would you sell your sister to the devil for a dollar? Tobenmor: ...what kind of dollar SquirelBasttard: a magical one Tobenmor: magic you say? SquirelBasttard: if planted it would grow the worlds only money tree Tobenmor: what will the devil be doing with my sister? SquirelBasttard: Do you really care, its your sister, and not you. SquirelBasttard: you get the tree man.. the tree.. focus on the tree.. Tobenmor: how much money does the tree have per year? SquirelBasttard: Depends on the soil, sun, and watering conditions Tobenmor: can it be killed? SquirelBasttard: optimal conditions: 1 million a year Tobenmor: answer me damn you! SquirelBasttard: Yes, but only if a hippie pees on it, because hippies are the enemy of capitalism Tobenmor: .................... Tobenmor: i'll need gaurds. SquirelBasttard: you will SquirelBasttard: So you would? Tobenmor: hippies eh? SquirelBasttard: yes, and you can plant it anywhere you want Tobenmor: replanting? Tobenmor: okay? SquirelBasttard: If yes, because it can only be killed by hippie pittle, damn it we went over this. SquirelBasttard: would you do it or not? Tobenmor: i'm just... looking at all the options Tobenmor: hmmm... yes I would SquirelBasttard: DEAL! Tobenmor: whoa there... i'm not dealing with you. SquirelBasttard: your dollar is being process, please package your sister in the poper bubble wrap, and send her to 338 swift st! Tobenmor: get me someone with more authority. then we'll talk SquirelBasttard: deal is done fucker, and a verbal agreement is binding! Tobenmor: i personally think that a skinny bitch like yourself could never make a deal like that. SquirelBasttard: I am the FUCKING DEVIL's cousin's friend of a person who worshipped him once. SquirelBasttard: now send me that sister now! Tobenmor: you are shit and have no say in that dollars destiny. SquirelBasttard: the dollar is mine!! I t'll you, its already in the mail, I'll stomp on your foot, and poke you in the forehead if I don't get that sister SquirelBasttard: I have cleaning, and sammichs to make SquirelBasttard: and i need it done yesterday SquirelBasttard: I am on a tight schedule, with all the lawsuits Tobenmor: well you just lost yourself a magic dollar there my prince of sinful pudding pops. SquirelBasttard: I hope you don't like your eyes SquirelBasttard: because eventually you need glasses, and than you'll be sorry SquirelBasttard: ZING! Tobenmor: BAZING!! Tobenmor: or BAH-ZING! Tobenmor: buzzing Tobenmor: buzz... Tobenmor: BEES!! oh shit! SquirelBasttard: I'll captured our moment in a blog SquirelBasttard: now everybody will know about your lies SquirelBasttard: I hope your happy Tobenmor: .... OH YOU ASS!! Tobenmor: I'LL KILL YOU!!
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hanna s p l i t: my song doesnt have lyrics SquirelBasttard: Yah? SquirelBasttard: I wanna hear it >.< SquirelBasttard: you cheater, I sung you my song hanna s p l i t: lol hanna s p l i t: its nothing really.. i was just playing on fruityloops SquirelBasttard: omg, your not gonna play it for me.. SquirelBasttard: ...... your such a cheater, nubs. hanna s p l i t: LOL! you didnt say to trade songs! SquirelBasttard: ..... you lying hussy hanna s p l i t: i didnt lie! hanna s p l i t: i just said i was making a song and you started singing yours! hanna s p l i t: not even singing.. TYPIIINNGGGG SquirelBasttard: I didn't know you were employing decectful korean tactics... SquirelBasttard: UH SquirelBasttard: but I was singing along as i typed them... hanna s p l i t: LOL NORTH KOREAN TACTICS! hanna s p l i t: that doesnt count! hanna s p l i t: you're the cheater you cheater! hanna s p l i t: cheating cheater! SquirelBasttard: Don't make me come over there, rough you up, and than trap you in your room with a 3 mile mine field... SquirelBasttard: cause I am american.... FUCK YAH! hanna s p l i t: LOL SquirelBasttard: !!
SquirelBasttard: you don't mess with americans, cause were crazy, CRAZY, did you see what we did to that little cuban boy ellian?! WE KICKED HIS ASS OUT OF OUR COUNTRY?!! SquirelBasttard: little fucker was cockeye'd, and we didn't like him anyways... hanna s p l i t: that was so sad SquirelBasttard: sad?! we're americans.... FUCK YAH! hanna s p l i t: i'm not american hanna s p l i t: yet SquirelBasttard: not american!? SquirelBasttard: omg, I'll have you kicked out of america..... FUCK YAH! hanna s p l i t: lol SquirelBasttard: HOLD UP! SquirelBasttard: your just trying to divert my attention away from the real issues SquirelBasttard: and thats you.. singing... me... MAH SONGS!! SquirelBasttard: i know what your doing now.. your making another one.. as we speak... your gonna hoard that song for your ENK(Evil north korean) ways hanna s p l i t: LOL hanna s p l i t: if i send it to you hanna s p l i t: promise you wont laugh? SquirelBasttard: ..... your my good friend... why would I laugh at you? hanna s p l i t: you laugh at me all the time! hanna s p l i t: either that.. you make fun of me SquirelBasttard: only because I like you hanna s p l i t: and i laugh at myself hanna s p l i t: fine fine i'll send it anyway hanna s p l i t: even if you laugh at me hanna s p l i t wants to send file haaah.mp3. SquirelBasttard: .... SquirelBasttard: I am not laughing, its good, now I don't have to kick you out of america
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SquirelBasttard: 2 WORD NANCY!! pair 0 socks: sorry SquirelBasttard: Your fired! pair 0 socks: ;-) pair 0 socks: from what? SquirelBasttard: from the club! pair 0 socks: ok pair 0 socks: I never liked your club anyway SquirelBasttard: well the club council thought you dressed like a coozed up gyspy anyways pair 0 socks: ya well you're old SquirelBasttard: you have a booger face
pair 0 socks: you suck SquirelBasttard: I WIN! pair 0 socks: jerk no you dont SquirelBasttard: the council has deemed your comeback inadequate... you are THE WEAKEST LINK!
pair 0 socks: I'm gonna kick you
SquirelBasttard: not in the face please, cause if you mess it up, i'll have to sue you
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Colleen says:just be yourself....your incredible
Brandon says:incredbile! I am a super hero!
Brandon says: my supername is
Brandon says: BRAN-DONG!!!
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Brandon says: whats up, my yeast infected friend!
Brandon says: You giving birth to an ass baby? where the hell have you been!
nhojohn says: ive been to a place were marshmellow bunnies with lollypop leg sing and dance with the chocolate monkeys
Brandon says: Are you implying that you had anal sex with a black man?
nhojohn says: no you bastard...the marshmellow bunnies with lollypop legs....were you even paying attention
Brandon says: sounds like anal sex to me
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SquirelBasttard: dream of james! mauvepopple: hahaha mmm i will mauvepopple: OOH and just real quick mauvepopple: james and natalia fisher :-) SquirelBasttard: .... mauvepopple: how girlyy am i? SquirelBasttard: your hopeless... mauvepopple: lol SquirelBasttard: man mauvepopple: hes got my dads name too SquirelBasttard: you can give me some stalker tips mauvepopple: james, its my dads name SquirelBasttard: cause you've done your homework mauvepopple: its his email address lol mauvepopple: plus thats not a hard name to remember mauvepopple: i have his phone number as well SquirelBasttard: :P go to sleep missy SquirelBasttard: ahah mauvepopple: ok okok SquirelBasttard: your scaring me mauvepopple: he sends me texts!!!! SquirelBasttard: obession is not good mauvepopple: :-) SquirelBasttard: cats get boiled when chicks get obessive mauvepopple: he emailed me once every 3 days while he was on vacation in mexico mauvepopple: come on... thats pretty dedicated SquirelBasttard: did you memorize each email? mauvepopple: lol no mauvepopple: but i saved them in my james folder mauvepopple: :-) SquirelBasttard: jesus, i bet you don't even have your walls lined with his pictures
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